ON THE VERGE

I used to do this thing whenever I was stuck working on a book, where I'd click out of the file and open a desktop solitaire game. One g...

and how she always had something cooking on the stove when I dropped in to see her, which was rarely, even though she lived in the same to...

A few weeks ago I read Not on Fifth Street , a novel for children by Kathy Cannon Wiechman, and I am still thinking about it. I didn't u...

Part One opens at a haunted house. It's Natalie's brilliant idea to take a writing retreat in the most haunted town in Ohio-- a qu...

The other day someone gave me an aloe plant. How it happened was this: Back in June, I wrote a blog post about a creepy Aloe Juice salesma...

I open my file and descend into my story, fiddling at first, and then moving in deeper-- sliding falling plunging-- into the scene, the char...

Several years ago, before I was first published, I went to a children's writers conference in New York City and was hanging out at the S...